Page 92 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 1
He pushed my shoulders back slightly and looked down at me. "You want me to leave?" There was so much pain on his face.
"No."
"Then I don't want to go."
"But I broke your trust. I had told you Tyler and I were just friends."
"And you were just friends when you told me that. I broke your trust by not telling you about my marriage. Even though I never said I wasn't married."
"So neither of us lied, but we both hurt each other."
Professor Hunter nodded his head.
"Then I guess we're even?"
A sly smile crept across Professor Hunter's face. "Penny, you're hard to control. And I'm used to being in control."
I gulped. I knew he was. The way he touched me, the way he could make my body react to him; he was always in complete control. His hands were still on my shoulders. I didn'tunderstand why he was still here, but I was glad that he was. Even though I had been angry with him, I still loved him.
"So what do we do now?" I asked. It felt like we were in a stalemate. We had both hurt each other and neither one of us knew if we could trust the other.
"Penny, what do you want to do?"
"I don't know."
"You're the one that needs to make a decision. I still want you. I don't care about what happened between you and Tyler. All I care about is what we have."
"I've never felt the way I feel about you with anyone before. You make me feel like I'm living for the first time. But I'm sick of secrets. I don't want to hide that I'm dating you anymore. All the secrets make everything so much harder."
"Who do you feel like you're keeping secrets from?"
"Melissa."
"So tell Melissa that I'm your boyfriend."
I gulped.Boyfriend?My heart was beating fast. I had never heard anything more glorious in my life. "Is that really what you want?"
"Yes, I want you to be my girlfriend, Penny. I told you before that I didn't relish the idea of sharing you. I don't want you to be with anyone elseever again. Just me." He leaned down and kissed me hard. When he pulled away, he looked around my room.
"So this is where you live?" Professor Hunter pulled off his suit jacket and draped it over the back of my desk chair. He had a mystified look on his face.
"It's a dorm room. What did you expect?"
He shrugged his shoulders. "I haven't been in one for a while. It's a lot smaller than mine was." He turned to the montage of pictures on my bulletin board. "You're quite popular." He smiled at me.
I laughed. "No, not really."
"Why do you always put yourself down like that?" He reached for my hand. "Don't you see how wonderful you are?"
"No one else sees me the way that you do."
"All I see is you."
I gulped.
He looked over my shoulder. "Do you always make a habit of sleeping with clothing that you've stolen from people?" He pulled his sweater out from underneath my comforter.
My face flushed. "Just you."
